Alone in an ocean of green,
  a single flower blooms.
  This rose is not an ordinary one,
  for it is a rose of many colors.
  But this peculiar rose is...
  Alone.

  One day there is movement
  in the field of green.
  Slowly another flower blooms
  as if to keep the multi-colored rose
  company.
  
  This rose however, 
  is of the purest white.
  The roses grow together 
  and pronounce their happiness,   
  together.

  Clouds cover the sky,
  and the landscape turns bleak,
  almost lifeless.
  The beautiful rose of white
  cannot survive in the severe weather.
  Eventually the rose of white is no more,
  it's petals dance in the wind as they float ,
  away from the emerald field.

  Here stands a rose,
  like any normal rose
  except that this one is bent over
  and is of odd color.
  The blue rose now stands just tall enough,
  to pronounce it's sadness.